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Blog - Perspectives

A Writer's Perspective and Point Of View

2/22/2021

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I’m taking a mini course through Storyteller Academy. The course is on perspective and point of view, by Dashka Slater.

The course is basically about writing from different perspectives and gives examples of first, second and third person. If you write a sentence in three different POV’s, they will look something like this:
First Person - Unfortunately, I’m poor and I’m buying my prom dress at a thrift store.
Second person - If you’re poor, you’re probably buying your prom dress at a thrift store.
Third person - Poor Monica is buying her prom dress at a thrift store.

For an exercise, we take a sample of our own writing and rewrite the piece using all three voices. Which one feels more natural? Which one was difficult or uncomfortable?

I like Dashka’s style of teaching. She keeps it simple with clear directions. I ended up doing an exercise I’ve never done before and learned from it. Even though I wrote my story in 3rd person, I rewrote it in 1st Person and realized I liked it better from that perspective.

I think I might be attracted to a first person perspective in general. I loved Dashka’s book, Escargot, which gives a snail’s first-hand account on why he should be a favorite pet. First of all, Escargot is French and anything with a French accent is funny in my book. I don’t know why, but there it is.

Another book I loved was I’m My Own Dog, by David Ezra Stein and, of course, Diary Of A Worm, by Doreen Cronin.
In my rather inexperienced opinion, writing in third person feels a little stiff and removed from the reader. Second person is somewhat encumbering, at least for me. Having to include a stranger (the reader) into the entire story can be tricky and tiresome.
But first person allows me to to keep my train of thought and story moving while confiding in my reader. I’m closer to the reader than third person, but not annoyingly too close like second person.

Of course, this is only my opinion at this moment in time and subject to change.  ​
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If You’re Missing Someone At Christmas...

12/22/2020

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I’m making Christmas cookies in the kitchen and suddenly a song comes on the radio and I’m crying into my cookie dough. It was Alan Jackson’s, Let There Be Christmas.

Last year I was visiting my son, Ben, his wife, Sarah and my granddaughter, Violet, in California. One day we drove to the Safari Park. Christmas lights blinked all over the grounds and Let There Be Christmas played over loud speakers. It was pretty magical.

This year, Ben is deployed on a ship in the Middle East, thousands of miles away. He was supposed to be home in time for Christmas, but his deployment got extended. Covid 19 prevents me from traveling to see Sarah and my sweet Violet this year.

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​I won’t deny that emotions rose as I listened to that Alan Jackson song. Funny how a song, a picture, or a smell, can spark a memory that hits us hard before we know it.

It’s okay to miss people, especially during the holidays. It’s okay to shed tears. Tears come from a tender place. God says He stores them in a bottle. I believe that. I believe they mean something to Him and that He knows, and understands, and cares.

And then there’s missing people we won’t see again in this lifetime. Both my parents are gone. My mom first and then my dad. The cardinal was always my mom’s favorite bird. Cardinals mate for life. When I see one, I know the other is not far behind. They make me think of both my parents.

The other day I walked through the woods in back of my house. Stopping to watch the stream, I caught a flash of red in my peripheral vision. Yep, a cardinal in all its crimson glory, flying to a nearby branch.

I said aloud, “What are you doing here, Dad? Checking up on me?”

I miss him still. My mom too. But I think about a scripture that says - “Don’t grieve like those who have no hope.”

It doesn’t say don’t grieve. Grieving and death are part of life. But don’t grieve without hope. What’s the hope? That I will see them again.

If you’re fortunate enough to be with loved ones this holiday, don’t take it for granted. Squeeze them tight with great, big, bear hugs. Drag them under the mistletoe even if they protest. Savor the time together.

 Celebrate those who are with you. Hold in your heart those who aren’t. ​Merry Christmas, everybody.

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Christmas Connectiom

12/4/2020

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I posted a picture on Facebook last night. It’s a picture is of my daughter’s Christmas tree that I helped her to decorate. Standing out is one pink decoration in a sea of blue, green and silver. It’s a Christmas ball that I painted for her last year.
One of my critique partners, Bonnie, commented on it.

“How lovely... it feels like a valentine to the tree, or a heart pulse of your connection. ❤️”

A heart pulse of your connection... I love that.

My daughter and I have been through a trying time this past year, causing a strain in our relationship. Healing called for a letting go of expectations and hurt, while taking a firm hold of forgiveness.

Relationships can be as fragile as glass and sometimes they crack. It takes patience, commitment and most of all, love, to mend them.

Humans are imperfect - every one of us. But perfection is pretty overrated and it’s not a hill I’m willing to die on. That brings me to some basic questions. Will I love you with all your imperfections, inconsistencies and mistakes? And will you love me with the same?

People are complicated but love is simple. It bears all things, believes all things, hope all things and endures all things. Here’s the kicker: it never fails.

So yeah, the intuition my friend had about the pink Christmas ball was pretty accurate. It stands out, a heart pulse of a deep connection that remains.

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Darkness And Light

11/17/2020

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This painting Is being donated to the 611 Network. This is an organization that rescues women and children who are victims of sex trafficking. I am part of their artist collective. Our art is auctioned off and the money is directly donated to the rescue. The next auction is coming up soon. Here is a link to stay informed - Auction. 

The inspiration for this painting comes from John 1:5 - The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.

Things happen in life. Wars are fought. Loved ones lost. People get terminal illnesses. Relationships get damaged. Abuse occurs. Tragedies tear at the illusion that we are in control. In reality, we are imperfect beings living in an imperfect world.

People suffer traumas of all kinds and magnitudes. Brokenness cries, “Is there no balm of Gilead?”

The cry seems to be met with silence. There are no easy answers.

Yet, when our world cracks and the ground shifts beneath our feet... when nothing looks the same, and the way ahead is dark with monsters lying in wait...

We must remember there is light. Though hidden at times, it still shines.

And when we cannot find the light... the light can find us.

The lyrics to Leonard Cohen's song, Anthem, are both poignant and profound. There is something remarkably courageous and vulnerable about facing tragedy yet still holding onto hope... however small or fragile.

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in

In the worst scenarios, light still shines through the crack and can find us.


​Below are pictures of the painting stages and materials I used. My materials were an 18x24" canvas and oil paints. The colors I used were:
Burnt Sienna
Chrome Yellow
Lemon Yellow
Prussian Blue
Coral
Titanium White
Ivory Black
​Payne's gray​
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​I painted the canvas with an under layer of coral. I knew the finished painting would be quite dark so I wanted a vibrant under layer to keep things from getting too dull looking.

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​Much of the sky is done with a layer of prussian blue. I continue to paint the light with lemon yellow, titanium white, chrome yellow and coral. I am still blocking in shapes.

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​The man walking is sketched in. He is deep in thought, head down, not seeing the light ahead.

The sky Is developed more, using payne's gray, ivory black and titanium white.  

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​There is more definition to the sky. The man is painted in. I added some burnt sienna and a door to suggest a building.  

Thank you for taking the time to view this post! Please remember the children and if you have a heart to give the link is 611network.org 
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Listen To Your Heart

1/10/2020

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You know the saying - Listen to your heart? I think that’s good advice. I mean, listen to the part of your heart that is vulnerable, open to wonder. What is my heart saying? When did I hear from it last? The heart is not like the mind — all analytical and reasoning. The heart, I believe, is more intuitive. It’s not demanding and can be easily overlooked. It is, in fact, often overlooked. It gets buried in responsibilities, expectations, and various to-do lists. Sometimes, it gets so buried that it needs to be arrested by something tender, or startled by something beautiful, something majestic in scope. Then, the heart takes a deep breath and says, “Why, here I am. Where have I been all this time?”
The heart tells us so many things if we listen. What does your heart say about a night sky filled with shooting stars or a wide prairie sea of waving grass? How about a jagged, jutting outline of mountain rock, tinged pink with the color of a setting sun?

What does your heart say about your spouse and your history together, the adventures and heartaches while walking the same road, day after day?

What about your children, fresh and innocent, ready to be surprised by anything and everything? Or, that grandparent so frail now, but still carrying remnants of things learned from a life lived long.

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And what does my heart tell me about my first grandchild, Violet Hope? My heart has a wealth of things to tell me about this one year-old, precious gift from God. When visiting my son and daughter-in-law this past Christmas, we all went to the San Diego Safari Park to see colored lights synchronized to Christmas music. There was a castle there with a moat in front and two pelicans swimming back and forth like crazy looking sentinels.

The night was dark as white, blue and purple lights flashed across the castle to Alan Jackson’s song, ‘Let It Be Christmas.’ I stood on a wooden bridge and held my sweet Violet as she watched the lights, smiling and clapping her hands. And just like that, from out of nowhere, my heart started to swell with a song that had no words. No words were needed. It was just love. Pure love. Tears came to my eyes as I thought of the many things I’m learning, unbidden and unasked, from this little life.

There are many treasures the heart can reveal if we take the time to listen. 
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Contemplatives and the Abbey Of Genesee

5/30/2019

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​I scheduled a retreat to stay at the Abbey of Genesee this past weekend. This abbey is in Piffard, NY and was founded by Trappist monks. Their livelihood mostly comes from baking bread which is appropriately known as “monk’s bread.” Beside the rectory, there are three houses on the rather enormous property.
​ I decided to stay in the Bethlehem House. There are single bedrooms in the Bethlehem House and everyone is required to be silent, which means, of course, there is no talking. That’s not a hardship for me as I’m not a big fan of small talk. When I arrived, the cook (a lovely, older woman) showed me around the house. There is a chapel which is open 24/7 and a reading room with lots of books. People are allowed to bring books back to their rooms to read if they wish to. There is also a dining room and meals are served twice a day. There is a counter with cereal, monk’s bread to make toast, and fruit. There is also milk, water and juice in the fridge. Breakfast is a “help yourself whenever you want” deal. That means if you crave a bowl of cereal at midnight, go for it. 
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Like most monasteries, there is a daily schedule of prayers at the rectory known as the Liturgy Of the Hours. The Liturgy Of the Hours is the official set of prayers "marking the hours of each day and sanctifying the day with prayer". It consists primarily of psalms supplemented by hymns, readings and prayers.
The hours are:
3:30 am Vigils
6:30 am Lauds
12:00 pm Sext
5:30 pm Vespers
7:30 pm Compline
The visitor is free to go to all the prayer hours, some of the prayer hours, or none at all. I have gone to a few at Mount Savior Monastery in Elmira, NY. They are short and sweet. I have to say, I love hearing the brothers chant scripture.

​Saturday morning I got up early, said hello to the chickens and billy goats on the property, and then hiked along the Greenway which follows the Genesee River. The Greenway is a half mile from Bethlehem house, if that. It’s a well kept, easy trail with some pretty views. I got back to my room around 10:30 and decided to visit the Abbey gift shop and stay for the noon prayer in the chapel. I bought some Monk coffee roasted by the brothers and some Monk biscotti baked by the brothers. I also picked up a book about Thomas Merton, called In the School Of Prophets. 
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The chapel was beautiful. There is something about Monastery chapels - a sense of mystery, a reverence, something ancient and good. Modern churches that I’ve been to (both Protestant and Catholic), don’t come near it. There seems to be little focus on contemplation and silence in most western churches. 

​The mystery is what draws me to the monastery. It provides a place to come apart from all the activity and noise of everyday life. It gives the opportunity to think and to be at a deeper level. There is something to being still, listening and inviting God’s presence. 

I brought to the abbey one of my favorite books - The Artist’s Rule, by Christine Valters Painter. Painter writes about a path that is traveled by both monk and artist. It is one of contemplation and creativity. "The way of the monk and the path of the artist are teachers of slowness, of savoring, of seeing the world below the surfaces."

Contemplation takes practice. "We have to practice being present to the moment, because our tendency - and the world conspires in this - is to be distracted."

Often a scripture or a prayer is is given as a focus for contemplation. Painter gives Jeremiah 6:16:

Thus says the Lord:
stand at the crossroads and look,
and ask for the ancient paths:
where the good way lies; and walk in it,
and find rest for your souls.

​I'm asking.

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Crazy Turtle Clock

4/7/2019

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Here’s a little update on my art studio. All the cosmetic work has been done. The easel and work table are in place. The first thing I wanted to hang on the wall was this artsy, little turtle clock.

I picked up this baby in Monterey, California. My daughter-in-law, Sarah, and I decided to go shopping. She took me to this quirky store that had crazy clocks hanging all over the place. Sarah ended up buying a cool, coffee cup clock, and when I saw this turtle; I knew I was not leaving the shop without it. I’ve always liked turtles.

Did you know that turtles symbolize peace? They are also symbols of the earth, groundedness and patience. Oh, and don’t forget, ancient wisdom. I could use a little of that. Heck, I could use groundedness and patience too.

I love my turtle clock. I love the colors and I love the fish pendulum. In this day and age, where most people check their phones for time, I enjoy the steady motion of a pendulum belonging to a stationary wall clock. Now, I’m hoping it will keep perfect time. But even if it doesn’t, it will stay where it is - a piece of art, symbolizing things that matter to me.
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Building An Art Studio Part 3

3/4/2019

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Ceiling, walls, chimney and floor are all painted! Now the fun begins - decorating!
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The first thing I wanted to do was hide my washer and dryer. They had to stay in the room because there was no place else for them to go.  So, I was able to cover them with a bamboo screen. Out of sight, out of mind!
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​The next thing I wanted to do was lay down a rug. I wanted something simple and something that wouldn't show paint spills too badly. My assistant, King, couldn't seem to keep off the rug once it was down.







​Next came the light. My husband, very kindly, put the ceiling light fixture up for me.
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​The first piece of equipment I had to move into the new studio was my easel. It fits nicely in the corner. It's got wheels so I can move it too.
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I ordered a new art table. It has drawers, a place for brushes, a sliding side surface... it is the bomb! The only drawback was that it came unassembled. Fortunately, my husband, once again, helped me out!
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I love my studio! It is such a great space! I've even started teaching art classes in it. I will add more  little by little as I go along, but what a great way to start out the year! It's a dream come true!
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Building An Art Studio Part 2

2/26/2019

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!We are on the second stage of building the art studio. That comes down to a lot of painting

The walls have been rolled, and now it's time to paint the trim with a little help from my friend, Janet Smith!



​The next thing to tackle is the chimney. I had to get the old, rusted, gross pipe out of there. I didn't know what might jump out at me from that hole! I steeled myself and then painted the cement a nice, clean white.
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​I put a nice, new pipe in the chimney. That pipe goes to our water heater in the basement. Then, I put a second coat on the walls. The trim is all done and things are starting to look good!

The next thing to tackle is the floor!





The floor is an old, wooden floor. The first thing I wanted to do was caulk all the cracks to help keep the cold out. There were a lot of cracks but my assistant was ready to help as usual!
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​It took as long to paint the floor as it did to paint the walls. It was worth it though! What a difference a coat of paint makes!






​The ceiling, walls, trim, floor and chimney are painted.

Now comes the fun part - decorating! Stay tuned for Building An Art Studio Part 3! I'll be putting down a rug and hauling some art equipment into my new studio!
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Building An Art Studio Part 1

2/20/2019

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I finally bit the bullet. I finally decided to turn my junk room into an art studio. I figured if not now, when?

​When I say junk room, I mean junk room. However, it's a room with potential. It's a fairly good size and it has windows on three sides, which means light, and light is gold to an artist. The first thing to do was to clean it out. That took a full day.


The next thing I had to do was hire somebody to put up new sheetrock and wire the room for heat. I hired a small, local company called Peek Construction. They began work by tearing down the old sheetrock and hauling it out.
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Then the new sheetrock had to go up, the wiring done and a heater installed. That's my dog, King, by the way.

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My husband generously offered to paint the ceiling while I chose the paint and primer to cover the walls. Then, I spent a day cutting the paint into the walls and ceiling. Coming soon -  Building An Art Studio Part 2 - the next stage in renovation!
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